Hold on,
Take a look at this picture.
The gift of flowers,
The breathe was warm.

To leave a child,
Without a hope.
Look at your boy, he's growing older.
Take a look inside, he's growing smaller.
And his doors are being held against.
And there is no, no, no, for the (something).

But I'm not giving up.
I'll never give up.


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